Page 134 of Daddy's Naughty List

His eyes burned with desire. For her. In that moment she could have done anything for him. Except speak. Her voice had disappeared, so she nodded, earning the “good girl,” that always shot straight to her sex.

Tugging on her nipples in turn, he caught them in the clamps. There was a flash of pain, but nothing she couldn’t handle. He moved behind her again, cupping and bouncing her breasts, causing the snowflakes to jingle like bells.

“Baby, your nipples are so beautiful when they’re decorated. Daddy will have to find clamps for every holiday.”

The groan that escaped her throat at his words had nothing to do with complaint. Her heart skittered when he reached for the other item on the towel.

He held it up for her to examine. “Tell me, trouble. Have you ever read about butt plugs in those books of yours?”

Wordlessly, she nodded, and he continued.

“I thought as much. So, you know how this works. I want you to bend over and place your hands on your knees. You are to keep watching yourself in the mirror. I want you to see yourself taking my plug. This is the smallest one. If you close your eyes, I have larger plugs in my bag, and I’ll be happy to use them. Do you understand?”

“Y-yes, Daddy,” she answered immediately. Good lord. The one he had out already looked huge. There was no way it would fit.

“Good girl. Now bend over like Daddy said.”

The idea of bending over so he could put… that inside her bottom ramped up the fire in her cheeks to a raging inferno. But the fire lower inside her burned hotter as well. Pretending she had no choice made it easier. She could do this. If she was honest with herself, she wanted to do this.

Bending over at the waist, she put her hands on her knees and tilted her head so she could see in the mirror. Her breasts hung down and the weight of the snowflakes tugged at her nipples. The clamps didn’t hurt, but the steady pressure on her nipples was a constant reminder and sent pulses of pleasure throughout her body.

Her breath caught at the small pop of a cap being opened. Anticipation held her breathless.

His hand pressed gently on her lower back. The heat of his palm sizzled her already fraught emotions higher. “Arch your back, babygirl, and open your legs wider. That will make things go easier.”

She did as she was told, bracing for the unknown. Seconds later, she yelped in surprise when his finger traced along the lips of her labia then sunk deep into her core. Her protest morphed to pleasured moans as he slid his finger out, then pushed it back in harder. “My babygirl likes the thought of taking her Daddy’s plug up her tight ass. That’s good, seeing as one day soon you’ll be taking Daddy’s cock in that dark channel.”

His words were so naughty, so dirty. So hot. God, his finger was amazing. He knew exactly where to put pressure to send her pleasure skyrocketing. She whined in protest when she lost his finger, which earned her a solid spank.

“Daddy’s going to take care of you, greedy girl. Be patient.”

He dipped his finger in her slick channel once more, this time running his finger across her taint and tapping her most intimate hole. The shockwave of pleasure it sent through her body was just wrong. How could something so forbidden feel so good? And why was something that felt that good forbidden?

“Reach back and spread your bottom for me.”

He seemed to think that was a perfectly normal request.

It. Was. Not.

“What?” Her voice came out as a squeak. She stared at him, slack jawed, in the mirror.

His lips might be frowning, but his eyes twinkled. “I said, reach back and pull the cheeks of your ass apart. Wide.” He must have read the protest on her face and decided to nip it in the bud. “If you do not mind me, two things are going to happen. I’m going to use the bigger plug like I promised. But when it comes time for your punishment, and you do have a punishment coming, I’m going to spank that pretty bottom hole until it’s red and swollen. Now spread your bottom cheeks for Daddy.”

In the history of hot red faces, none had ever been as hot or red as hers was right then. She could feel it radiating. Humiliation, that should have cooled her desire, flooded her pussy with her juices.

The thought of spreading her bottom so he could see her hole was mortifying. Watching herself in the mirror was even more so. It was also electrifying. And if she didn’t get relief from the desperate, aching need in her pussy soon, she was going to explode.

Reluctantly, she reached behind her and did what he told her to do. Spreading like that stretched her bottom hole, making it clench and release, once again increasing the mounting need consuming her.

She gasped when his finger, slick with lube, circled her dark hole, coating it thoroughly. She’d never understood anal play when she’d read about it, but she did now. It was so forbidden and dirty, but the sensations were like nothing she’d ever experienced.

When his finger dipped inside her hole, she managed to hold back everything but an “Oh!”

He continued to stretch her hole, adding another, then two more fingers. “All right, trouble. I’m going to put in your plug. Pull your cheeks as wide apart as you can. Deep breath, then blow out hard.”

The plug was cold and stretched her more and more the further he worked it in. But he didn’t rush so her body had time to adjust. Just when it reached the point of being too uncomfortable to enjoy, it slid in and seated itself inside her dark channel.

It was the weirdest feeling to have something stuck up her bottom, but it wasn’t uncomfortable.

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